THE REAL THREE BEARS

It's a sunny morning in the Big Forest, and the Bear family
is just waking up. Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in
his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl.
It is empty.
"Who's been eating my porridge?" he squeaks.

Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair.
He looks into his big bowl, and it is also empty.
"Who's been eating my porridge?" he roars.

Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from
the kitchen and yells,
"For God's sake, how many times do we have to go through
this? It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma
Bear who woke up everyone in the house, it was Momma
Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded
the dishwasher from last night and put everything away, it
was Momma Bear who went out in the cold, early morning air
to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the table,
it was Momma Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box,
and filled the cat's water and food dish.
And, now that you've decided to drag your asses downstairs
and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence,
listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one time ...
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET!!"